Текст Black Star Riders – Thinking About You Could Get Me Killed

I wanna make my name on the overnight train
Raising gain rolling down the line
I saw a punk kissing freddie on sunset blvd
Just goes to show that not all love is colour blind

There’s no justice
There’s no peace
Save all your pity
For the ones who need relief

Thinking about you could get me killed
For the crime of murder in the first degree
Thinking about you could get me killed
You’re a good deed in a big bad world

Don’t go sweet on no government honey
While the rich get it on with the poor man’s blood money
It’s a sad diagnosis of a bad bad situation
We got rock ‘n roll tuned to battle stations

There’s no justice
There’s no peace
Save all your pity
For the ones who need relief

Thinking about you could get me killed
For the crime of murder in the first degree
Thinking about you could get me killed
You’re a good deed in a big bad world

We all want something, they want it more
One for the money and two for the score

There’s no justice
There’s no peace
Save all your pity
For the ones who need relief

There’s no justice
There’s no piece
They got you where it hurts
Now you’re dying by degrees

Thinking about you could get me killed
For the crime of murder in the first degree
Thinking about you could get me killed
You’re a good deed in a big bad world